Thy boun­ties, gra­cious Lord,
With gra­ti­tude we own;
We bless Thy pro­vi­den­tial grace,
Which showers its bless­ings down.

With joy the peo­ple bring
Their of­fer­ings round Thy throne;
With thank­ful souls, behold, we pay
A trib­ute of Thine own.

O may this sac­ri­fice
To Thee, the Lord, as­cend,
An od­or of sweet per­fume,
Presented by His hand.